The worst day of my life

The worst day of my life was when my friend and I got lost in Salou.

Three years ago, on an august afternoon, we thought about going to Salou to partying at night.

We didn’t thought about the consecuences of that night. As we didn’t know how to get there we “hitch-hiking” but in the end, we went with a friend who was going too, by chance.

Everything seemed to go well until my friend got lost in the club. In that moment, I got scared and I started finding her like crazy. An hour later, I found her a little bit drunk with a guy that I didn’t like so much. In the end everything went fine and we returned to dance again.

Between dancing and alcohol, we spent the night and it seemed to pass to quickly for us. Then it was the time to go.

But the question was: how we get home, my friend?

We started to laught.

Thinking and thinking, and walking and walking, we found a bus that was going to our city.

But this bus did not come out until three hours later. We went to a bar and slept. Luckily we woke up five minutes before and were able to catch the bus. At last it seemed that everything was going well until again we slept on the bus and we didn’t notice when the bus stopped in our city. So we continued sleeping. With also more bad luck, some boys robbed our mobile phones and we no longer knew what to do. We had no money and no mobile.

Desesperated we found a girl who was going to our city and thanks of Good we get home.

Al last at home, we said we won’t do these crazy things anymore. It was the worst day of my life but everyday we remember it as a crazy and funny story of our youth.